My mom called me around 4 PM on a Tuesday. She was like, “Beta, when are you getting the engagement done? You know Priya? That girl whose family came last month? Her mom is asking when you want to fix the date.” I was at work, trying to finish a presentation, and suddenly I’m planning a wedding in my head. That’s when I realized I’d probably need wedding planners in Faridabad because there’s no way I could handle all this alone.
The thing is, once engagement happens in our family, it’s like someone flipped a switch. Everyone suddenly has an opinion. My mom has ideas. My aunts have ideas. My dad is just staying quiet which means he’ll surprise us with an opinion at the last minute. And Priya’s family, they’re probably having the exact same conversations on their side.
I told my mom, “Mom, we just need to get engaged first. We can’t book everything in one day.” But she was already planning. I could hear it in her voice. She was mentally going through all the ceremonies, thinking about dates, thinking about who would do what.
By the time I got home that evening, my fiancée—Priya—was on her laptop looking at venues. Actual venues. She’d already googled wedding planners in Faridabad because apparently that’s what you’re supposed to do when you get engaged, and honestly, both of us felt completely lost. We didn’t even know where to start. Was it the venue first? The caterer? The photographer? Did it matter?
The Moment Things Started Spiraling
I still remember the first venue we visited. It was a Saturday afternoon and it looked nice. The owner showed us around, the space seemed good, the lighting was nice. Priya and I were like, “Yeah, this could work.” We took some photos, asked a few basic questions. Then we went home and Priya was looking at the photos and she was like, “Wait, these look different now.”
So we went back to the same venue on a Sunday evening. And it looked completely different. The lighting was harsh. It felt smaller somehow. The vibe was totally off. I was so frustrated because I thought we’d wasted time. But the owner was like, “Yeah, the evening light is not great in here.”
Why didn’t he mention that the first time? Why didn’t we know to ask? We’re not venue people. We don’t know venue things.
That weekend we probably visited like five or six venues. And every single one had some issue or made us feel confused. One was pretty but the catering kitchen looked tiny. Another one had amazing space but parking was a nightmare. One was perfect but way too expensive. Another one looked good but the owner was weird and kept trying to upsell us on stuff we didn’t want.
By Sunday night, Priya and I were sitting on the couch and she was literally frustrated to the point of being angry. Not at me, but just at the whole situation. She was like, “How are we supposed to know which one is actually good? How do we know if we’re making a mistake?”
That’s when I knew we couldn’t do this ourselves.
The Family Expectations Thing Got Real Fast
My mom called on Monday morning asking which venue we’d picked. We hadn’t picked one yet. She was disappointed. She started asking what venues we’d seen, and when I told her, she had opinions on all of them. “That one’s too far,” “That one’s in a bad area,” “That one’s too fancy, people won’t feel comfortable.”
Then Priya’s mom called Priya—not me, which was smart on her part—and she had different opinions. She wanted something more traditional. My mom wanted something that felt modern enough. Priya and I wanted something that was just… nice.
I made the mistake of telling my mom about the venue suggestion from Priya’s mom. My mom was like, “Why would they choose that place? That’s for older people.” Priya’s mom probably had her own opinions about what my mom wanted.
My sister got involved because apparently she had ideas about themes. My cousin sent me links to photographers. My uncle sent me links to caterers he knew. My dad mentioned a venue his friend’s daughter had used last year. Priya’s brother had opinions about whether we should do a sangeet.
Nobody was being mean or anything. Everyone just wanted to help. But it became this weird situation where we were drowning in suggestions and nobody could actually decide anything because it would contradict someone else’s idea.
I tried making a WhatsApp group to centralize everything. That made it worse. My mom would suggest something, my aunt would counter-suggest, Priya’s mom would suggest a third thing, and my sister would ask why we weren’t considering her theme idea. The group chat was chaos. There would be like fifty messages in an hour and I’d read them and feel more confused than before.
Trying to Handle Catering Was Its Own Special Hell
So once we kind of narrowed down venues—we were torn between two—we started thinking about food. My mom wanted North Indian food because that’s what our family eats. Priya’s family is from South India but they’ve lived in Delhi for years, so they’re okay with North Indian food, but they wanted some South Indian options too.
Then my aunt mentioned she’s been having some stomach issues and needs mild food. My cousin is vegetarian. Priya’s cousin apparently became vegan recently—nobody told us this until we were already planning the menu. My uncle doesn’t eat spicy food. Priya’s brother wants non-veg, lots of it. Priya’s mom is worried about quantity—she thinks people eat more than we think. My mom is worried we’ll order too much and waste money.
So I called a caterer. This guy seemed nice. He came to our house, sat with my mom and Priya, and they talked about food for like an hour. He took notes. He asked about quantities. He asked about the number of guests. He said he could handle everything—North Indian, South Indian options, vegetarian, vegan, mild, spicy, all of it.
He quoted us a price. We were like, okay, that seems reasonable. Then he said, “But this is for around three hundred fifty people. If you have more, the price goes up.” That’s fair, but now we’re panicking because we don’t know exactly how many people are coming. My mom is inviting people left and right. Priya’s mom is making her own list.
We went to taste his food. He made us try like fifteen different dishes. And honestly, they were fine. Nothing was amazing, nothing was terrible. It was just… fine. But how do we know if that means he’s good or just mediocre? How do we know if he’ll actually deliver good food on the wedding day or if the food at the tasting was special and the actual wedding food will be worse?
I asked him, “How do we know you’ll be reliable?” And he was like, “I’ve been doing this for ten years, look at my references.” But we didn’t know how to verify those references. Were they real or were they his friends?
Photography Was Just Confusing
Priya has a Pinterest board with like two hundred wedding photos. She’s been collecting ideas for years apparently. And when we started looking at photographers, she’d show them her Pinterest board and they’d be like, “Yeah, we can do that.”
But can they actually? We didn’t know. One photographer’s Instagram looked amazing, but when we met him, he was kind of arrogant about his work. He didn’t want to hear what Priya actually wanted. He kept saying, “Trust me, I know what looks good.”
Another photographer was really nice and seemed flexible, but his work wasn’t as good as the first guy. Like, objectively, the photo quality wasn’t the same. But we didn’t know if that mattered or if we were being snobby about it.
One photographer quoted us a price that was half of what others were quoting. When I asked why, he said he was new and building his portfolio. Which is fair, but also, what if he messes up our wedding photos to build his portfolio?
Nobody told us we should hire two photographers. Nobody told us we needed a videographer. Nobody told us what we actually needed or how to make those decisions.
The Day I Called Someone
It was maybe three weeks after we got engaged. Priya and I were sitting in the living room. She had a spreadsheet open—she’d been trying to organize all the information. The spreadsheet was a mess. There were like ten different columns and none of it made sense.
She looked at me and said, “I can’t do this.” And I was like, “Yeah, I know, neither can I.” She said, “What if we just paid someone to do this?” And I was like, “How much could it possibly cost?”
So we started googling wedding planners in Faridabad. We called a few. One person’s voicemail was weird. Another person didn’t pick up. The third person, Neha, picked up on the first ring.
I was nervous calling her because I thought planners would be expensive or snooty or would judge us for not knowing anything. But Neha just asked, “When’s your wedding?” I told her. She was like, “Okay, you’re cutting it close but it’s doable. Do you want to meet?”
We met her at a coffee shop near our place on a Sunday morning. She didn’t come with a portfolio or a presentation. She just sat with us and asked questions.
She asked about our families, about what mattered to us, about our budget, about what we actually wanted the wedding to feel like. She wasn’t trying to sell us anything. She was just asking questions and listening.
At one point I was venting about my mom and Priya’s mom having different expectations, and Neha was just nodding and taking notes. She said, “Yeah, that’s normal. Family expectations are the hardest part of weddings, not the logistics. But we can manage that.”
She asked if we wanted her to call our moms and have a conversation with them about what was actually feasible. We said yes immediately. Like, the thought of not having to manage that conversation ourselves was such a relief.
What Changed Once Neha Was Involved
The first thing that happened was Neha called both our moms. Separately. She talked to my mom about timelines, about what was realistic, about the ceremonies we could reasonably fit in. She listened to what my mom wanted and then explained how they could make it happen.
Then she called Priya’s mom. Different conversation, different expectations, but she figured out how to blend them. Not by pushing one side’s idea or the other’s, but by actually understanding what was important to each person.
Then she called us back and said, “Okay, here’s what I’m thinking. You do the mehendi on this date, the haldi on this date, the sangeet on this date, and the wedding on this date. Your families get what they want, but it’s spaced out so nobody’s exhausted.”
We were like, how did you just solve our family problems in one phone call?
For the venue, she asked us more questions. She wanted to know what kind of space we actually cared about. Did we care about the food being made on-site? Did we care about the decor? Did we care about parking? What mattered and what didn’t?
She said, “Let me check a few places, talk to the managers, understand what they can actually deliver. Then I’ll tell you which ones are actually viable for your wedding.”
A few days later she sent us three venue options. But more importantly, she sent us a note about why each one was good. For one, she said, “This is best if you want minimal decorations—the space is already beautiful. The kitchen is small but adequate. Parking is excellent.” For another, she said, “This needs decorations to look good, so that’s an extra cost. But the kitchen is amazing and the manager is responsive, so catering will be smooth.”
Now we had actual information to make a decision. It wasn’t just looking at a space and feeling confused. We understood the trade-offs.
For catering, she asked a similar kind of question. She didn’t ask us to taste food from ten different caterers. She asked what kind of food experience we wanted. Priya said she wanted the food to be fresh and good quality. I said I wanted enough quantity so people weren’t going home hungry. Priya’s mom said she wanted some South Indian options.
Neha said, “Okay, I know three caterers who do this well. Let me talk to them, understand their approach, then we’ll taste their food.” So instead of randomly tasting from people we found on Google, we tasted from people Neha actually knew and trusted.
One caterer Neha recommended was clearly better than the others. We asked her why she recommended them and she explained—they source fresh ingredients daily, they have a proper kitchen, they’ve done weddings this size before, they’re flexible with menus, and she’d worked with them on other weddings and they were reliable.
That made a huge difference. We weren’t picking randomly anymore. We were picking based on someone’s actual experience and knowledge.
The Family Drama Actually Stopped
Once Neha was the person managing things, it was like the family drama just… reduced. My mom would ask me something and I’d be like, “I’ll ask Neha,” instead of trying to figure it out myself. That took the pressure off.
When my mom and my aunt disagreed about something, Neha would handle it. She’d explain why one approach made sense or the other, or she’d suggest a compromise that worked for everyone. And because it wasn’t coming from me or my sister, it wasn’t personal.
One time my mom wanted to do something that would’ve messed up the timeline, and Neha just explained the logistics of why it wouldn’t work and what would have to shift if we did it that way. My mom understood and agreed to the original plan. It was so smooth.
Priya’s family had some expectations about the sangeet that were different from what we could afford. Neha showed them the budget breakdown and explained what we could do within budget and what would cost extra. They understood and it wasn’t awkward.
The Photography Thing Got Sorted Out
Neha asked us to show her Priya’s Pinterest board. She looked through it and was like, “Okay, so you like natural light, candid moments, some posed photos but not too many.” Then she asked about the photographer we liked.
She said, “That photographer is good but he might be difficult to work with during the wedding. I know another photographer who has a similar style but is easier to collaborate with. Want me to show you his work?”
She showed us the other photographer’s portfolio and honestly, it was just as good. Maybe even better in some ways. And when we met him—because Neha set up the meeting—he was actually nice. He listened to what we wanted. He asked questions about the ceremony, about the moments we cared about.
Neha also told us we should hire a videographer separately. We hadn’t even thought of that. She explained why—the photographer and videographer have different jobs, a good videographer captures the emotion and flow of the day, not just individual moments.
She knew a videographer and showed us their work. It was amazing. We would never have found them on our own.
The Week Before The Wedding
I was nervous the week before the wedding, which makes total sense. But I wasn’t stressed about logistics. I wasn’t wondering if the caterer would show up. I wasn’t worried about whether the venue was booked properly. Neha had handled all of that.
I knew my job was to get dressed, be on time, and show up. She’d handle everything else.
The day before the wedding, Neha sent me a detailed timeline. It showed when the decorators would finish, when the caterer would start setting up, when guests would arrive, when each ceremony would start, what would happen during the reception. It was so organized.
The Day Of
I didn’t have to think about anything. Seriously. I got ready, went to the venue, and everything just happened. My sister’s dupatta got caught on something right before she walked in and Neha somehow fixed it. The photographer was in exactly the right places capturing moments. The food came out when it was supposed to. The program flowed smoothly.
One of our relatives didn’t show up even though they’d RSVP’d, and there was an empty table. Neha adjusted the seating and nobody even noticed. Someone’s glass spilled and she had it cleaned up so fast. The DJ asked about timing and she’d already given him detailed notes.
My only job was to be present. To feel the moments. To enjoy my own wedding. And I did.
Why I’m Telling You All This
Because before we hired Neha, I thought wedding planners were for rich people or dramatic people who needed help picking fancy things. I didn’t realize they were actually for normal people who just needed someone to manage the chaos.
We didn’t have an unlimited budget. We weren’t doing anything crazy fancy. We just needed someone to talk to our families, understand what we actually wanted, find good vendors, coordinate everything, and make sure it didn’t fall apart.
And that’s what wedding planners in Faridabad do. They take the impossible thing and make it manageable.
Questions We Actually Had
How Much Did We Pay?
Neha charged us eighty-five thousand rupees for full planning. That sounds like a lot, but when I think about all the mistakes we would’ve made—booking a bad venue, hiring the wrong caterer, dealing with family drama for months—it was actually cheap.
Could We Have Done This Ourselves?
Technically, yes. But we would’ve spent months stressed, made some expensive mistakes, and probably not enjoyed our engagement. Is that worth saving eighty-five thousand? Not really.
What If We Didn’t Like Her Suggestions?
We pushed back on a couple of things. Neha suggested a theme we weren’t into. We said, “No, we don’t want that.” She said, “Okay, what do you want?” and came back with different ideas. She wasn’t like, “Trust me, I’m the professional.” She actually listened to us.
Was She Expensive?
Not compared to other planners. We called a few others and they were charging more. Some of them sounded very salesy. Neha just seemed like she wanted to understand us and deliver what we actually needed.
Could We Have Just Hired Her For Part Of It?
Yeah, she mentioned that. Some couples just want her for the last month for day-of coordination. Some want help with specific things. We wanted full planning and that’s what we got.
How Did We Find Her?
We literally just Googled wedding planners in Faridabad and called the ones who picked up their phones. Neha was the third person we called. We got lucky. But when we met her, we knew pretty quickly that she was the right person.
The Thing About Wedding Planners
They’re not expensive. They’re worth it. They don’t take away your wedding—they make it yours by removing all the stress around making it happen.
If you’re getting married in Faridabad and you’re feeling overwhelmed, find someone good. Check out https://annhadevents.com/. They understand the logistics, they understand family dynamics, and they actually care about making your wedding good.
Wedding planners in Faridabad are the difference between months of stress and actually enjoying one of the most important events of your life. Worth every rupee.